Diet Plan 2009:
Currently weigh: 170 pounds.
Wish to weigh: 150 pounds.
Need to lose: 20 pounds.
Length of time: 37 days.
Day this diet begins: November 16, 2009.
Day it ends: December 24, 2009.
This works out to losing about 4 pounds per week.
TO DO IT:
I'm going to eat about 1600 calories per day. (I went to a calorie calculator for this number here.)
Breakfast: 550
Lunch: 550
Dinner: 500
Food Guide:
~Bagels: cut back to twice a week, if not less.
~Soda: cut completely.
~Coffee: attempt to not put so much creamer in.
~Salad: cut back on dressing.
~Pizza: only get one slice
~Fries: cut completely.
~Meat in general: try to cut back to every other day. Super awesome vegetarian options at dining hall will help.
Exercise:
Alternate treadmill and elliptical. Go every day. No excuses. Only need light treadmill workout on Mondays/Thursdays because of aikido.
Rules:
~I have to keep a food diary. To keep me honest, I'm going to type up that food diary and post it in an entry every day. Under a cut, so you guys don't have to be plagued with it.
~I have to also, in said daily entry, describe the exercise I did, how long, and how well I felt while doing it. Again, under cut.
~I am forbidden, from tomorrow on, from using the word "fat" to describe myself. Such labeling is counterproductive to my goals, does nothing for me, and isn't good for my attitude. If I think the word about myself while in one of my mood spirals, I have to write up a comments-disabled entry listing three things that are awesome about myself. If I say it aloud to myself, I have to write up five things. If I say it to someone else, I have to write up ten.
~I am going to weigh myself every Sunday night, to keep track of my weekly goal of four pounds's loss. I am forbidden to weigh myself at any other time. It's not going to help, and it will only make me neurotic.
~I am going to have a positive attitude.
This is disabled for my own reasons. Sympathy is only going to feed my martyr complex. Scolding and assertions that I am fine the way I am are sweet, but counterproductive to my goals. Encouragement is also sweet, but I am going to have to practice encouraging myself at some point, so now is a good time to start.
Currently weigh: 170 pounds.
Wish to weigh: 150 pounds.
Need to lose: 20 pounds.
Length of time: 37 days.
Day this diet begins: November 16, 2009.
Day it ends: December 24, 2009.
This works out to losing about 4 pounds per week.
TO DO IT:
I'm going to eat about 1600 calories per day. (I went to a calorie calculator for this number here.)
Breakfast: 550
Lunch: 550
Dinner: 500
Food Guide:
~Bagels: cut back to twice a week, if not less.
~Soda: cut completely.
~Coffee: attempt to not put so much creamer in.
~Salad: cut back on dressing.
~Pizza: only get one slice
~Fries: cut completely.
~Meat in general: try to cut back to every other day. Super awesome vegetarian options at dining hall will help.
Exercise:
Alternate treadmill and elliptical. Go every day. No excuses. Only need light treadmill workout on Mondays/Thursdays because of aikido.
Rules:
~I have to keep a food diary. To keep me honest, I'm going to type up that food diary and post it in an entry every day. Under a cut, so you guys don't have to be plagued with it.
~I have to also, in said daily entry, describe the exercise I did, how long, and how well I felt while doing it. Again, under cut.
~I am forbidden, from tomorrow on, from using the word "fat" to describe myself. Such labeling is counterproductive to my goals, does nothing for me, and isn't good for my attitude. If I think the word about myself while in one of my mood spirals, I have to write up a comments-disabled entry listing three things that are awesome about myself. If I say it aloud to myself, I have to write up five things. If I say it to someone else, I have to write up ten.
~I am going to weigh myself every Sunday night, to keep track of my weekly goal of four pounds's loss. I am forbidden to weigh myself at any other time. It's not going to help, and it will only make me neurotic.
~I am going to have a positive attitude.
This is disabled for my own reasons. Sympathy is only going to feed my martyr complex. Scolding and assertions that I am fine the way I am are sweet, but counterproductive to my goals. Encouragement is also sweet, but I am going to have to practice encouraging myself at some point, so now is a good time to start.